Happiness. It's relative.
The orphanage director took her hand and looked straight into her very blue eyes. “We think you should take him, not her. He needs you more. That’s what truly matters. Don’t you agree?” She was incredulous, silently hysterical. She’d come all this way for… Continue Reading “Okay?”
A few weeks ago, a two year old girl was found alone at a McDonald’s on Milwaukee’s south side, no parents or relatives around; police were called and her picture was put up on the evening news. Because she looked amazingly like our older… Continue Reading “Slow Scab: Adopted Kids Don’t Forget Being Left”
There were children sleeping in trees. I saw them myself, riding around Managua after dark with my comadre Christina and our dear sponsor, Miriam, in February 1994. During the day, the kids rushed cars stopped in traffic, crawling up on hoods to squeegee the windshield, hawking gum and cigarettes… Continue Reading “I Saw This Boy”
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